“Tropical Sunset” is one of my favorite James Coleman originals. At the time I added it to my collection almost 20 years ago it was one of the few pastels he had done. Looking forward to visiting the James Coleman Gallery Key West this week!
A street scene in Montmartre, Paris, 1950s. Photo by Robert Capa.
Can you hear the ocean? Originally these Galapagos island animals were illustrated for the awesome non-profit Phylo Games for their Darwin deck of playing cards.
Now they are also available to you as an art prints here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/193280227/galapagos-sea-life-art-print-deal?ref=shop_home_active_1
The job is what you do when you are told what to do. The job is showing up at the factory, following instructions, meeting spec, and being managed.
Someone can always do your job a little better or faster or cheaper than you can. The job might be difficult, it might require skill, but it’s a job.
Your art is what you do when no one can tell you exactly how to do it. Your art is the act of taking personal responsibility, challenging the status quo, and changing people.
Johnny Cash in 1968, near the Arkansas farm where he grew up. Going to Memphis, no doubt. From photos by Joel Baldwin for the Look magazine assignment “The Restless Ballad of Johnny Cash.” View full size.
Journey ends… by estellien9
“Art has to be a kind of confession. I don’t mean a true confession in the sense of that dreary magazine. The effort it seems to me, is: if you can examine and face your life, you can discover the terms with which you are connected to other lives, and they can discover them, too — the terms with which they are connected to other people. This has happened to every one of us, I’m sure. You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discovered it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that they are alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important. Most of us, no matter what we say, are walking in the dark, whistling in the dark. Nobody knows what is going to happen to them from one moment to the next, or how one will bear it. This is irreducible. And it’s true for everybody. Now, it is true that the nature of society is to create, among its citizens, an illusion of safety; but it is also absolutely true that the safety is always necessarily an illusion. Artists are here to disturb the peace. They have to disturb the peace. Otherwise, chaos.”
~ James Baldwin